Boy's Cinema (1935-39)

20 winflov.'. spcftPtl him and the flaming torch. She look a tiemhling aim with the gun she had snatched up. She had only the foggiest idea of shoot- ing, but she ca\ight Luke fair and square in the shoulcier with her first effort. He dropped the torch and rolled off the shed loof with screams of agony The flaming torch had fallen with him j'nd upon him, setting fire to his clothes Aunt Carrie, squealing, collapsed back wards intD the room with the shock ot the revolver fire. Jeff" dashed upstairs to her. " Gee, Miss Carrie—have they got you?" She couldn't speak—she could only point to the window. Jeff took a quick sight and' tired at Carlos who had gone to the rescue of Luke. Another wild yell told that the bullet had gone home. Blake decided on one last desperate gamble. He ordered his men to form up and charge over the porch and smash in the door. He knew that the defenders couldn't nave miwh more ammunition. He led the attack—shouting to his fellows to follow him. They reached the porch with the loss of one man. They began to beat in the door w-ith the butts of their guns and with kicks from their heavy boots. A splintering crash sounded just as Alice called to Jeff that one of the ranch-hands had been stricken down in the kitchen by a chance shot. Blake's bull roar could be heard at the falling door. "Surrender! It nin't no use " His shout was cut short. Someone behind him was shrieking: "Judge—judge—here|s the Rangers!' For the next few minutes all was con- fusion. The besieged couldn't make head or tail of what was going on ; they listened with awo to the crack of rifles, the shouts and yells, the clattering hoofs of horses and quickly snapping reports of six-shooters. Presently these ended. There was a kind of silence for a moment or two Tlicn Captain Norris' hearty voice was heard at the broken-in door: "Anybody at home?" They came crowding out to where he stood with his Rangers grouped arour>d him. Two of them had Blake between them, neatly roped and looking very dis- hevelled. Ainslee Avas there—Alice ran to him. all smiles now. "J got old Papa Bear liimself," Steve told her. "I caught him sneaking off." Said Jeff, from somewhere in the back- ground : "Looks more like a hog to me!" Norris g:ripped Steve's hand. "I'm going to hold the whole piggery for the Feder.al authorities. We've got enough evidence to swing the lot— thanks to you two fellows." He dropped Steve's hand and called to Jeff. "Come out of it, Carter—I see you hidin' there with Miss Carrie. We got to get busy caging these birds." Aunt Carrie and Jeff came forward Aunt Carrie was looking very pleased with life as she' nursed Jeff's injured hand He was grinning a little sheep- ishly. " Guess we might make a double weddin' of it," he said. "The two Miss Burtons and Steve and me." Alice caught him up. " W^hy, Mr. Carter—how you do talk! Stevo hasn't asked me yet." But Steve's arm was eloquently about her shoulders. Norris winked—the Rangers began to hustle Blake awa> towards (he ring where they had icikkI their other prisoners. (By permission of Warner Brothers. Ltd., starring Dick Foran and Anne Nacjel.) March 27tli, ltK7. BOY'S CINEMA I "UNDERSEA KINGDOM' f S (Coatinued from page 34) ^ hoarse and was about to go when he felt a small cold hand touch hi?. A littic voice croaked: "That vou. Crash?" "Billy!" "I'm ad right, Crash. I can't see anything—got dust in my eyes. Where's Diana ?" "Isn't she lierc?" Corrigan asked sliakenly "She was. Slie went up to Sharad just before the smash came. Jilst listen to those toi'pedoes." The boy shivered. " D'you think they'll get us?" Corrigan answered: "We've got to risk it. Get outside and wait for me." "I'll come, too," the boy told liim. "I'd sooner be with you, Crash." They linked hands and felt their way forward The dust was settling a little, and a faint, gloomy reflection of the fires raging in the city was cast down ward from the bronze dome above them through the gashed and gaping roof of the cupola. A horrible smell of burn- ing cloth and resinous wood almost choked them as thoy dimly perceived the Ijlack shadow of a huge splintered beam lying athwart the crushed body of Sharad "Is ht dead?" whispered Billy, clutch- ing more tightly to Corrigan's liand. "Killed on the instant." Corrigan moved forward to kneel and toucli llic body of the high priest. " We will come back for him and try to move the beam. Keep close to me." He called in a suddet] lull: "Diana^Diana !" The scream of the shells flying above them and exploding as they struck was the oii'v xnswor Stones slipped and fell scrapingly from the roof; the cracked ra,ftors still standing creaked and groaned as though warning them to escape from under the smashed masonry and timbers whilst there was yet time. (To be continued in another fine episode next week. By permission of the British Lion Film Corporation, Ltd., starring Ray Corrigan and Lois Wilde.) THIS WEEK'S CASTS •' MAD HOLIDAY."—P/u7i> Trent' Kdmund Lowe ; Peter Dean, Elissa Lnndi ; ilrs. Kinney, ZaSn Pitts; Meri Morgan, Ted Healy ; Williams, Edmund Gwenn : Donovan. Edgar Kennedy ; Li Tai. .Soo Yong ; Ben Kelvin Walter Kingsford : Captain Bromley, Herbert Rnwiinson ; " Cokey " Joe Ferris, Raymond Hatton; Nin(f, Rafaola Ottiano ; Mr. Kinney, Harlan Briggs ; Hendrick van Mier. Gustav von Soyffertitz. "GUNS OF THE PECOS."—.%vc Ainslee. IJick Foran ; Alice Burton, Anne Nagol ; Jeff Carter, Eddie Acuff ; Judge Blnke, Roljert Middleraas.s ; Aitnt Carrie, Gaby Fay ; Carlos, Milton Kib- boe ; Luke Brady, Monte Montague. "SEA SPOILERS."—Bo6 Randall, John Woyno ; Connie Daifson, Nan Grey ; LietHe.iiant Mays, William Bake- woll ; Hogan. Fuzzy Kniglit ; Phil Morgan, Russell Hicks ; Commander Mays, George Irving ; Marie, Lotus Young ; Niek Austin, Harry Worth : Peggie Winton, Er"' ■■ '""^nr/I 0/7. Chester Gnn Every Tuesday ^'IVIAD HOLIDAY"^ ^ (Continued trom page 10) y "Trent!" It was Williams' turn to be amazed. With a snarl of rage, Williams tried to get at the gun he had concealed under his arm-pit. He was sure that Trout would not have the nerve to shoot him in cold blood. He was right, but that did not prevent Trent stepping forwaid and with his left socking the killer a fearful puncli in the jaw. William? dropped like a pole-axed ox. "Clever, these Chinese," chuckled Philip, with a grin at the girL "Philip," she cried, and flung herself into his arms. The door opened again, and there stood the smiling Li Yat. "A most excellent actor, Mr. Trent." He bowed over folded arms. "My con- gratulations. Your idea much better than mine." Philip handed back to Li Yat his money. " We'll have to give the Dragon back to the police, but as it once belonged to j'our family I guess they'll fix it so you can buy it. Ah!" He turned his head. "By the sound of the heavy feet I imagine the police have arrived." Chief Gibbs, a number of offieers and two coal-begrimed figures burst into the room. "If this is some sort of gag you're not going to get away this time." Gibbs shouted, staring S:Uspic;ou.?ly at Trent's kimono. "No gag this time, chief," chuckled Philip Trent. "We've got a couple of corpses for you." Ho pointed to the groaning Williams. "Only this one isn't quite dead." He held out his hand, and in it glittered the White Dragon. "And here's what all the fun's been about." "The Dragon!" exclaimed Gibbs in an awed voice "A simple matter of doduetion," blandly retorted Philip. "And now, if no one has any objection, I propose con- tinuing my vacation." "But I've got to know wliat hap- pened." "Mert will toll you all the details," answered Philip. "Williams came back as I prophesied he would—to colleri from Mr. Li Yat. Well, all that Williams collected was a sock in the jaw." " There's a reward, Trent, and " "Chief, we want a good half to go to Cokey Joe. a quarter to Mert and Hymie, and the rest to the most suitable police orphanage. Lastly, I would like you to do your best, chief, to see that Mr. Li Yat is able to buy the White Dragon, which originally belonged to his family. And tell the Press that if they print a lot of junk about me being a .swell detective I may never act again." Not very long afterwards Peter and Philip drove home alone in a taxi. "Well, I reckon you've got a grand plot for a new book," Philip said. "What do you think of the twist I got in at the end ?" "You're wrong—it isn't the end." "No?" He looked at her. "No. I always end them in a clinch," cried Peter, and he'' arms crept round his neck. "You win!" cried Philip Trent, and smiled contentedly. (By permission of Metro-Goldwyn-Maycr. Ltd., starring Edmund Lowe as Philip Trent and Elissa Landl as Peter Dean.)